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Meanwhile, as all of the residents of the Heaven Exploding Faction talked among themselves, Azmodeus was somewhere in the clouds, countless miles above the Northern Spirit Continent, trying to figure out what space he found himself in.
However, his contemplative state was quickly interrupted by a shimmering barrier forming from thin air, covering every inch of the endless sky above him.
"Is that the world barrier...?" He asked himself with an intrigued glint in his crimson-colored eyes.
Following this question, he moved from his spot, phasing through the skies until he reached the shimmering world barrier. Extending his hand, he prepared to discover what would happen if he touched it.
*Pat*
His hand successfully made contact with the barrier, but contrary to his expectations, nothing much changed except a small ripple spreading out from where his hand touched.
"So it isn't some entity with a natural-born hostility for all living beings..."
After crossing that option off his checklist, he decided to try something different...
"Let's see what happens if I attack it..."
WAAAA!
Immense levels of crimson black energy built up on the tips of his fingers as he stuck both his index fingers into the air, unleashing a miniscule fraction of his total strength.
SHING! SHING!
Two tiny balls of crimson light shot out from his fingertips at a speed far surpassing the speed of light as they blitzed through the skies, piercing through countless clouds before ultimately making contact with the world barrier in the shapes of small, deathly, sharp swords!
BING!!
When they touched the world barrier, an intense reaction was felt throughout an untold number of miles as the barrier started to crack in its epicenter!
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"..." Azmodeus looked around with a curious gaze, as the surroundings were quite 'unique' to say the least.
"A train station...?" He inquired with a puzzled voice.
He knew what this place was from the memories he absorbed from the heroes, and there was no mistaking it...
But what he didn't understand was why there would be a train station in the Astral Leap.
Furthermore, the material that made up the hard metal surface he was standing on had a level of robustness that should've been impossible...
"Even with my full strength, I doubt whether I would be able to dent it in the slightest..."
What he was declaring was something that was ludicrous!
After all, with his full strength, he was able to crack countless quadrillions of light years, separating spaces the size of multiverses like it was just another day!
And yet... What he was saying was entirely true, as no matter how much power he put into the soles of his feet, no damage was inflicted on the metal surface beneath him...
"There were screws and likely welding objects used in the making of this train station, which all checks out. But what I don't understand is why there are no people..."
Azmodeus scrutinized his immediate vicinity, and all he saw was a revolutionary-era train station, along with faint traces of steam coming out the top of a train that looked like it had a definite form but also a form that stretched on for infinity.
The train station itself seemed like it was barely holding itself together with screws dangling from various tin roofs, while the planks of wood that were laid next to the train were on the verge of snapping in half.
However, no matter how dilapidated the place appeared, no amount of strength could result in even the smallest of splinters coming off the wooden planks or screws being loosened from the tin roofs.
As for the area outside this train station...
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